Books with title The littlest rebel

The Littlest Elf, the youngest elf at the North Pole, is missing and presumed lost on Christmas Eve. Everyone at the North Pole searches for him, but the tiny elf cannot be found. Santa attempts to remain strong, but as the night grows long and The Littlest Elf remains lost, Santa begins to despair. All of the elves, and Mrs. Claus too, look to Santa for a miracle. They want a miracle, he thinks. And I can't give them one. "They want a miracle!" Santa says aloud to himself. Knowing there is but one thing to do, Santa drops to his knees in the snow. He reaches up and sweeps his hat from his head and turns his face upward as he folds his hands together. They want a miracle...On Christmas Eve, hours before the birthday of our Lord and Savior, Santa turns to God for help. And as the sky opens and the Northern Star shines through, so will your heart. The Littlest Elf is sure to become a Christmas classic, enjoyed year after year by your family. Follow the adventures of a lost, tiny elf and of the rescue attempt to save him. And wipe tears from your eyes as God delivers a Christmas miracle, saving The Littlest Elf and bringing renewed hope, laughter, and family love to your home this Christmas.

Deep inside the willow tree the last baby owl is born. He's so very small, a downy white ball. The other owls grow and learn to fly, but no matter how hard he tries, the littlest owl can't quite do it. 'I will', he says. 'Just you wait and see'. Then one night, a howling storm forces the owls from their home. Will the littlest owl make it to safety?

A story written in 1939, and first published in book form in 1946, has become, for many of us, a cherished remembrance of childhood. "The Littlest Angel was the youngest angel in heaven, a very small boy who didn’t quite know how to act angelic and had a difficult time making the adjustment. The other angels in Heaven did not know what to do with him. He was clumsy, loud, messy, always late and sang off key — and his halo was always slipping off, perched over one eye, or rolling down the street. “ … The Littlest Angel soon became the despair of all the Heavenly Host. His shrill, ear-splitting whistle resounded at all hours through the Golden Streets. It startled the Patriarch Prophets and disturbed their meditations. Yes, and on top of that, he inevitably and vociferously sang off-key at the singing practice of the Heavenly Choir, spoiling its ethereal effect.” When it was time for Jesus to be born, all the angels and archangels began to prepare their gifts for the Child. But what would the Littlest Angel give? He thought of composing a hymn of adoration or writing a prayer. But as the day of the miracle drew closer, the small angel decided on his gift, and what he though was a humble gift would come to be known by all men on that special night. “And the Voice of God spoke, saying, “Of all the gifts of all the angels, I find that this small box pleases Me most. … I accept this gift in the Name of the Child, Jesus, born of Mary this night in Bethlehem.” It is, so often, the simple things that are the most important. Pam Griffin

In a place where hope left with the arrival of soldiers a group of homeless boys becomes family for an abandoned little girl. Determined that she have her first Christmas tree Johann the oldest of the boys drags home a thin scrap of a tree. Decorated with shiny bits of broken glass and discarded foil the children hang their wishes on its weary branches-and a little girl discovers the magic and love of Christmas amidst the rubble of war